Voldemort's Husband

Chapter X -Family-

Ner words in this chapter: 2,110

"English"

'Thinking'

«Portuguese»

/German\

[French]

–Parseltongue–

{Talking on the Floocall/through Two-way mirror/through Patronus}

Thinking in 3rd person POV/Dream/Memory/Flashback/Others

Letter/Journal/Book/Newspaper

Time change/Date of time

Change of POV

Chapter X

–Family–

Tuesday, 12 September 1961

LV's POV

Voldemort finished class and looked at his pocket watch that Harry had gifted him years ago. He had half-hour before he'd have the next class. He had enough time for an afternoon tea break with Harry. After making sure that all students had left, he climbed the stairs into his office to realize that the door into the private quarters had been traded with the Gaunt Family's frame.

"Is Harry inside?" He wondered to the three still portraits.

Immediately Merope's portrait started moving and the Witch frowned as she took him in.

"Who wants to know?"

Of course Harry had forgotten to warn his mother's portrait of his feature changes...

–My name is Tom Marvolo Riddle. During my wedding with Harry I changed names to I am Lord Voldemort, which is an anagram from my biological name. Harry demanded for me to get a first name as he would be Harry Voldemort, so I choose Salazar. Yet nowadays people know me as Tom Voldemort, née Riddle. People assume I got my surname from Harry.–

–You are my lil' Tommy?–

Voldemort nodded and the Witch opened the frame, letting him in.

"Harry." Harry looked up from where he was sitting on the couch and looking through his studies. "Did you remember to warn my Mother's portrait of my features and name change?"

Harry turned deep red. Voldemort rolled his eyes and snapped his fingers. A House-elf popped in and a tea set and plate of cookies was set on the tea table, before it disappeared. Voldemort approached and sat on his armchair.

"I'm sorry."

"It's a good thing that the Slytherin family has a family trait that none other has." Harry raised an eyebrow as Voldemort set up both teacups, Harry's just the way he was used to. "Parseltongue. Snake language."

"Oh... you had to speak" «Serpentês» "for her to realize?" Voldemort nodded in reply - suspecting that Harry was just saying the name of the language but in Portuguese -, to which Harry turned towards the frame and Voldemort realized it worked both ways. "I'm sorry."

"Don't worry. My lil' Tommy has already explained to me."

Voldemort groaned.

"Can you at the least call me Marvolo like Harry does or a nickname from that? I hate my first name."